YUVAN
My eyes fluttered open slowly as I woke up the next morning. The sunlight was pouring through the sheer curtains, painting gold streaks across the dark wood flooring.
YUVAN
My eyes fluttered open slowly as I woke up the next morning. The sunlight was pouring through the sheer curtains, painting gold streaks across the dark wood flooring.
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